April 2009
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Apr 29th
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ListenAdoni Arostegi
Apr 29th
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What is bad (Was schlimm ist)
Pretty bad: to be invited somewhere if at home the rooms are quieter, the coffee’s better, and no conversation is necessary. The worst thing: not to die in summer, when everything’s light and the ground’s easy on the spade. ––Gottfried Benn (Translated from the German by Julian Lass) Original: Sehr schlimm: eingeladen sein, wenn zu Hause die Räume stiller, der Café besser und keine...
Apr 28th
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This is mine
My father, my pa He was my house-dad Died far too early Once he’d realised he was actually going, Who it was dying of oesophagal cancer. Another Lass Via Ireland and Hamburg (and a park bench in Antwerp, Where his mother met his father) Son of a ship-builder Always plodding around in size 13s Which were huge to me Monika his bride (my mum) divorced him later A wood Lindow born in...
Apr 28th
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Apr 27th
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Flannery O'Connor
I often ask myself what makes a story work, and what makes it hold up as a story, and I have decided that it is probably some action, some gesture of a character that is unlike any other in the story, one which indicates where the real heart of the story lies.  This would have to be an action or a gesture which was both totally right and totally unexpected; it would have to be one that was both in...
Apr 27th
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Flannery O'Connor
Some Aspects of the Grotesque in Southern Fiction (1960) The great novels we get in the future are not going to be those that the public thinks it wants, or those that critics demand. They are going to be the kind of novels that interest the novelist. And the novels that interest the novelist are those that have not already been written. They are those that put the greatest demands on him, that...
Apr 27th
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“And he looked up, and said, I see men as trees, walking. et aspiciens ait video...”
– Mark 8:24
Apr 27th
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“My advice is to start reading and writing and looking and listening. Pay less...”
– Flannery O’Connor O’Connor, F. (1987) Conversations with Flannery O’Connor. Jackson, University Press of Mississippi. p. 17
Apr 27th
“When I was six I had a chicken that walked backward and was in the Pathé News. I...”
– Flannery O’Connor. O’Connor, F. (1987) Conversations with Flannery O’Connor. Jackson: University Press of Mississippi. p. 38 http://books.google.co.uk/books?id=M8oj8_UhyT4C&printsec=frontcover&client=firefox-a&source=gbs_summary_r&cad=0#PPA38,M1
Apr 27th
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ListenScott Walker – Tilt Played at my Dad’s...
Apr 27th
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Cover Story
Class Acts Julian Lass meets three award-winning portrait shooters combining the best of modern and contemporary. Grounded in craft-based black-and-white techniques, and using their highly developed lighting skills together with a more relaxed approach to posing, they’re bucking the trend and increasing sales by pushing their creative, professional expertise. Just good enough just...
Apr 22nd
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Apr 14th
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ListenMon Père Disait Jacques Brel
Apr 12th
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Apr 12th
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“this morning i sing, i am a young man in london and i stretch my arms wide to...”
Apr 12th
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Driving to florida
A poéme trouvée! I discovered this poem while going through my Dad’s things, tucked inside a 1960s edition of London Magazine. He tore it from The Observer Weekend Review, March 31, in 1963, and it was together with some more poems selected by Thom Gunn published in the New Statesman, 8 February 1963. My Dad was 26 then, seven years younger than I am now. His own mother died when he was 17...
Apr 12th
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Listenfrom Wild Blue Yonder by Werner Herzog
Apr 10th
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dad's call
my dad speaking and though his voice is so close it’s real how can it be clutching the red telephone in the soft brown hall next to the chest of drawers the day shining through ribbed glass i reply but you’ve been dead six months he says he can explain it will all become clear when we meet
Apr 10th
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(from) Sublimation
I wanted badly that truth be a single thing; now I know it won’t be measured. from Sublimation by Anne Michaels
Apr 10th
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Alex Heaton →
Sublime.
Apr 10th
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Pedro Meyer →
Just sad.
Apr 10th
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Craig Hutchins →
Sadly dead.
Apr 10th
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Tania Leshkina →
Discovered in the same book store.
Apr 10th
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WassinkLundgren →
Discovered in a book in a tiny bookshop on Broadway Market. They are two photographers joined together.
Apr 10th
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Miguel Rio Branco →
“Painting meeting photography. Drawing meeting collage. Photography meeting cinema. Music meeting poetry. Poetry meeting montage. All these meetings are part of the many crossroads in the search for a comprehension and expression of myself in relation to the world.”
Apr 10th
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Graciela Iturbide →
Mexican magic realism.
Apr 10th
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Lisa Safarti →
Apr 10th
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Gueorgui Pinkhassov →
“Even the style can turn one into a slave if one does not run away from it, and then one is doomed to repeat oneself. The only thing that counts is curiosity. For me personally, this is what creativity is about. It will express itself less in the fear of doing the same thing over again than in the desire not to go where one has already been.”
Apr 10th
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Rinko Kawauchi →
“If you think too much about the selection of photographs and how they will be put together, the result will seem over-structured, artificially composed.” Cui Cui is her book about her family.
Apr 10th
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Cécile Menendez →
“I’m not looking to reproduce them, but just to impulsively and sometimes accidentally take photographs of  those who are close to me. Through this way of working I would like to find release from the control inherent in intellectualised photography, like a way of life in which emotions have a more important role.”
Apr 10th
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Leonie Purchas →
Leonie gave us a lecture on connecting to your emotions and her connection to her family. Leonie’s recent pictures are about her feelings for her mother and family.
Apr 10th
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“all good Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings.”
– Wordsworth (Prelude to Lyrical Ballads, 1802)
Apr 10th
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First post: Law of the heart and the head
About me I’m a photographer and writer born in Britain to German parents in 1975. Education MA in Photojournalism and Documentary Photography with Distinction from the London College of Communication in 2009. MA in English Literature with First Class Honours from Edinburgh University in 1998. FdA in Photography from the Arts Institute, Bournemouth in 2004. Publications the Telegraph...
Apr 9th